Teen Wolf Imagines - [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Too Late | Brett

part two to "Used To" - a collab with -lemonluh <3

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*Brett's POV*

I hadn't been able to sleep for the past few days.

Y/N hadn't replied to any of my texts or calls. I would've gone to her house but I was too much of a coward. I didn't want to see her crying, which I knew she was.

I was more than in love with Y/N. But apparently not as much as she loved me.

I don't know what overcame me but that night, I completely forgot about our one year anniversary and somehow decided to cheat on the only person I had ever loved as much as I did.

I was starting to become like how I was before. 

I was a disgusting mess.

I'd go out to parties and get extremely drunk, skip school to the point where I had to go to summer school, and sleep around with girls that I'd meet at the parties.

But Y/N changed me.

I was never happy.

I didn't know what love was - until I met her.

One day, she was at a lacrosse game with her friend just to support her school's team.

It was after the game when we had lost and she was about to leave through the hallway of the school when I turned the corner, bumping into her.

She apologized, totally beating herself for her mistake. While she talked, I took in her features.

She was beautiful.

I'd see her at every AWAY game and she'd always somehow bump into me.

Eventually, I got the courage to have small talk with her, then asked her out on a date.

Her kindness and pureness radiates off of her and affects everyone nearby.

Whenever I was with her, I'd be totally mesmerized by her eyes, her smile. It was like I wasn't even me anymore.

She dealt with my ignorance and stubbornness until I could finally control myself.

That was until I messed up.

I didn't know if she knew about the one night stand that I happened to have had the exact day of our one year and it made me anxious.

I couldn't lose her. Not Y/N.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed and took a deep breath before standing up.

My feet brought me downstairs, the place I dreaded the most.

Y/N and I spent the most time in the living room, cuddling and watching movies.

I avoided looking towards the area as I reached the bottom floor of my house.

My parents were barely home as they were always busy with work, both being in charge of a growing business.

I was about to turn into the kitchen when I heard a sound from outside.

My head turned immediately and I saw a car zoom past the house - Y/N's car.